loving cold air at nautilus teachings

 

waking up to weather
in the winter months
is one of my favorite things
to do in florida…
i want the day to
never end
with it’s grey skies
whipping winds
and dropping
dry temps…

those of you who
enjoy the cold,
like me
are either going
through menopause,
from somewhere cold,
or as is my case
have no thyroid
and the struggle
to stay cool
as i age
is frustrating…

they say the
‘temps will drop
to 41 by sunday morning…’
if that is truth
d will be in a
one piece snow suit
with a parka hat
gloves
thick socks
boots
with a scarf
wrapped around
his face,
while
i
will
be
wearing shorts
some leg warmers
with flip flops
a sweatshirt
and my gloves
that have no fingers
and
i
will
still
be
warm,
just not sweating…

although my
brainiac hubby
understands
my struggle 100%,
he still shakes his head
and giggles
usually saying
something like,
‘hey blondie,
put some clothes on’
to which i always say
‘i have three layers on
bra, tank top and sweatshirt’
then he will laugh
and say,
‘i mean on your legs’
of which i will
roll my eyes to,
smile
and say
‘i’m good’…

now,
if this was
hurricane season
i would be all
full of anxiety
nervous
and extremely
unsettled
with the upcoming
grey
wind
and
rain
because
H’s
scare the bananas
out of me
but snow storms
just don’t …

i remember being a kid
outside chicago
sledding down the hill
across the street
and gliding over the ice
on my saucer,
ice skating
in circles around the
lower lagoon pond
for hours,
making snow forts
snow angles
having snowball fights
eating snow
catching snow on my tongue
rubbing my cold nose
on my mothers warm cheek
while she rubbed
my freezing fingers
in her soft warm hands
i remember
hot chocolate
with as many marshmallows
as i wanted
hot from the oven
sugar cookies
with yummy frosting
and millions of sprinkles
i remember
snow boots
long scarves
that wrapped around
my neck and face
three times
i remember
being so happy
and so free
i never wanted
to grow up…

so,
when we are blessed
in hot
sticky
humid
muggy
florida
with a few days
of
relief
i don’t want to sleep
or miss out on one second
of being outside
and not wiping my
forehead
from the drips
of perspiration
or feeling as if i needed
a second shower
soon after my
first one was over…

yesterday, i woke with the rain
at 4:40
got up to pee
checked the temp
it was still 70
and 95% humidity,
so i climbed back in bed
dozed a another 90 minutes
and got up
to the wind
the ac was still
cranking out at 71
the temp had dropped
to 64
but
the moisture was now
100%…
this is what i hate
about florida~
our humidity
i don’t want
to feel so darn damp.
i want dry
cold
air
so i can
open my windows
run down the street
wear my ugg boots
with one of my
fun sweatshirts
and sit on the front porch
with my boys
and d
and snuggle
without saying,
‘ugh…get off of me,
you are toooooo hot”

weather
here
is usually
the same~
sunny
hot
humid…
that defines
florida
except twice
a year,
and now that
we have been
gracefully saved
from horrible loss
during hurricane season-
and trust me
this one
was no fun
since our beloved
cape royal took
such a beating
and we worked 12
straight weekends
fixing, replacing
and giving them
both beautiful
facelifts
that
this
december
when the weather man
calls for
dropping temps
i
say

BRING IT ON

and please
give the
heat and humidity
and torrential downpours
a much needed
and well deserved
semester off
to travel…
we can handle
dry
cool
temps
for a long while
plus
it will make us all
the more grateful
for when the heat
does return
to warm up
my hubbies shaking
cold bones
and for me
to go back
to sweating and
just being in
my
‘grateful just to be
alive in my
aging
never cooling down
til next winter
skin…’